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:: Friday, August 24, 2007 ::

Bangers

My parents came over last weekend to help me with some plumbing. I offered to cook a Sunday roast in payment. I'd been planning a Moroccan lamb tagine, as I like to spice up plain meals. Usually when I plan something like this I get a phone call from my dad a few days beforehand warning me to tone it down because, "You know your mother has a sensitive stomach," but for once that didn't happen. This time, my mum phoned and said, "You know, your father would never say this to you, but he doesn't really like the spicy food you cook, can you do something normal, like bangers and mash?" They're both blaming each other! I don't know whether it's my mums stomach or my dads fag charred taste buds to blame or both.

I took the bangers and mash suggestion and ran with it. I scoped The Sausage Shop in St Nicks Market early in the week and decided on the Cotswold, with it Somerset pork with herby sage, basil and coriander flavouring. Potatoes were bought (I never normally keep them in, I find them boring), kidney beans were picked from the garden, and home grown spring onions livened up the mash.

Friday lunchtime I nipped to the market and bought the sausages (£4.80 for eight, bargin!) and put them in the fridge in the office for the afternoon. Concerned about forgetting them – my memory in notorious – I wrote "SAUSAGES!" on a post-it note and stuck it to my bus ticket.

At the end of the day I was proud of myself for not even needing to find the reminder, I remembered to get them from the fridge all on my own. In the bag they went, and off to the bus stop with me. When the bus arrived I pulled the ticket out of my pocket and without looking at it handed the driver a note saying "SAUSAGES!" He looked confused and looked at me oddly. Surely this is the most unusual proposition he has received, wanted or otherwise. I calmly removed the sticky note and handed the ticket back to him as straight faced as I could.

It was worth it. The meal was great and went down well with the olds. Apart from a minor grumble about one of the beans being a bit stringy. They are getting a bit big, I need to eat them faster.

So if I ever hand you a note offering "SAUSAGES!" at some point in the future, please remember that it wasn't really intended for you and is not an offer of meat stuffed intestines for you.

When I am offering that I'll put a question mark on the end.

Labels: Food, Humour

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